"Ha ha ha... I finally got out! You damned thieving heavens, you created such a deathtrap, yet didn't I still get out..."
His voice echoed through the surroundings, shaking heaven and earth!
He was a tall old man in gray robes, his snow-white hair spilling over his shoulders. His face was lean and refined, while his eyes were like abyssal seas, unfathomably deep.
After laughing heartily, he hovered in midair and looked upon a world utterly different from the one before. Raising his head toward the long-missed sunlight, he drew a deep breath.
Feeling the air, carrying threads of warmth, flow into his body, the old man in gray narrowed his eyes.
"Three hundred and ten thousand years... Time flows on and on. I wonder how the inheritances of the other four sects are doing now?
I was trapped for far too long this time. I have finally reached this place, but it nearly killed me.
I wonder whether this place, where even the great powers of the Immortal-Spirit Realm during ancient times failed to establish inheritance sects, truly has those legendary exceptional spirit roots. Otherwise, wouldn't this trip have been a tremendous loss?"
As he sensed the pure spiritual energy between heaven and earth, such thoughts ran through his mind.
"Hm! No matter what, I have finally arrived here. I must search thoroughly.
Oh, right. I wonder whether that boy named Li Yan escaped from that cultivator surnamed Ji. Once matters here are settled, I must return and look for him.
If he is dead, then no matter what, that cultivator surnamed Ji must be slaughtered. But if Li Yan is still alive, then the Gui Water Immortal Sect will have a successor. I wonder whether Qian Zhong, Ning Ke, and the other two have found inheritors as well?